"Morning, partner," chirps Wes as he sits down on his usual desk, sporting a wide smile. Travis looks up from the brim of his coffee mug suspiciously, but doesn't say anything and continues carefully sipping the scorching drink.

"What, not going to say it back? Come on, Travis, don't leave me hanging…" says Wes, booting up his computer.

"Okay, fine. Good morning to you too. Can we get started on the case now?" Says Travis bitterly.

Wes stops what he's doing to look up at Travis with the same suspicious look his partner gave him earlier. Travis was never in a bad mood, so if he's this cold today then it must have been something big.

"What's wrong, Travis? You seem a little under the weather today…" comments Wes, folding his arms. Not the best approachable gesture, but it's a habit. Wes doesn't usually get all personal and emotional with Travis, mainly because of their mutual disliking. But today he was in a good mood, so why not?

Travis purposely lowers his eyes and pretends to be arranging some papers. Okay, something is definitely up. Suddenly, Kendall, the new girl in forensics, walks by and shoots Travis a bitter look. He senses her presence and looks up, only briefly before silently swearing and lowering his eyes back down. Kendall scowls at this and sassily walks away. Realization hits Wes.

"Travis for God's sake," Wes groans, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger. "Do you have to sleep with every girl in the office?"

"It was in the spur of the moment!" defends Travis, finally speaking properly. He looks guiltier than guilty, wich baffles Wes because Travis, being Travis, never feels guilty after a one night stand. So Kendall must have had a pretty significant effect on him. Wes leans in.

"Tell me, Travis. What makes Kendall different from all the other seven hundred girls you've slept with?" Wes says in a hushed tone, raising his eyebrows. He knows this intimidates Travis.

"I don't know man," Travis sighs, slumping in his chair a bit. "She's just, I don't know, special. Better than any other…" he trials off. Wes's eyes go wide. Travis? Calling a woman special? His ears must be playing serious tricks on him.

Wes smiles broadly. "I am proud of you,"

Travis doesn't look so sure. "I don't know man; I'm not used to these feeling. This is all too weird. And whoopee, now she hates me."

"Don't worry, bud. I'll be your dating advisor. Come to me whenever you need help. We'll start tomorrow, aye?" says Wes, clamping him in the back.

"Lord give me strength," mumbles Travis, rolling his eyes.

Hey guys! What's up? First chapter down. I'm so sorry if it's short and ugly - I'm really new to this writing industry. I'm trying my best though, because I want to do something productive with my summer. So why not build up on my reading/writing skills? I LOVE Common Law and I absolutely adore Wes and Alex together. I was always intrigued with the chemistry that swirled around them, and I found myself often wondering the real story behind their divorce. Besides that fact that Alex couldn't handle being with someone who puts his life on the line everyday and all that. 6 views already?! Please leave some constructive criticism if you have the time - I'd appreciate it very much. Don't be a silent reader! Chapter 2 will be better, I hope.